Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way before platinum there was a place we to go
and ride for at a time on a country road
is troubling, you can let it go
I get out of the car and walk through it, visit the and talk to it
Simply saying, "Mr. water, what is it that you from?"
Asked the in the tree, "What is it that you humming for?"
Now (Why the Caged Bird Sings) is wishing to be free
Reminded myself of life and hold on me
Touring, the children, women, sexual
Religion means so much to me, the church see enough of me
This way, that way, bending corners to get away
Sometimes you to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day
in the car now, headed for the liquor store
God, a vivid scene, digging what I just seen
Rolled up another one, still in a daze
up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country roads

I want to go
On the country and get blowed
On the roads again roll
Been on the roads again

Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hogging, Nappy dog, no joke
We glad robbing, rap imposter's, for they problem no hope
It's cutthroat, we starving, charging for the front do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparking, jokers like the go
Been shoving for plenty miles, yes I'm the type to grin and bear it
The chance and out the box, I'm back again with 'dro and spirits
Look at me now, I found a spot, I'm down here by rolling river
Grab a rose and me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling scriptures

Man these country roads me zone out
Riding through all the bullshit that poppa would scold
But soon as my hustle got good I out
Quick to jump I-24, come back with mo'
By '97 I was smoking o
The chains and the Willie was the dress code
We our littlest cousin Gwin, a skid row
Tony Renfrow in peace your kinfolks, I miss y'all

(Dude what the are we doing?)
Back deep on these country roads blowing, getting in touch my mind
No worries just lines and curve-filled signs
When all the events throughout the day, good or bad, somehow
While I recline, in my seats
Hit the trees and repeat
And let the melody of windy roads keep my soul upbeat
No destination proposed, riding these country roads...
Listen, this that's willing to catch a court case
Split your wig quicker than the divorce rate
show out, go wild in the corpse cage
Blow out in the news and I don't mean the page
Get drowned in North Lake, could get found in cave
Fool, get down, the crazy!
Lil' Stille's with ambition, to fill my position
me, but by the Lord's grace still existing
Should be in depression La is missing, cousins in prison
Heard Ricky was snitching, now he's a born-again Christian
Always had my suspicions, our teens with bad
Family members overseas on a mission, we miss 'em
See you can straight through two different coasts
State to state, this beautiful globe
In search of a full of food for the soul
I could taste it when the smoke hit my
On a place country roads